Great Dao Ji

boom!

boom!

A mountain-like tide of beasts flooded everything.

In front of the small mountain village, the big man in gray clothes was like a dam erected in the tide. No matter how surging the tide of beasts was, he could not move forward half an inch. Countless beasts were killed under the substantial wall of air!

The momentum was so powerful that the villagers in the entire small mountain village felt as if they had seen a god and were in awe.

Countless people knelt on the ground and thanked the gods for saving their lives.

"Gang leader!"

"Gang leader!"

One after another figures emerged from the mountain village, swords raised, and guarded near the mountain village.

All of them were highly skilled in martial arts, but they couldn't help but tremble when they saw this overwhelming tide of beasts. Only those with strong divine veins could contend with such terrifying power.

Those with strong Qi can only protect themselves.

Under the Qi pulse, even the whole corpse may not be left.

Because such an impact was so terrifying, many of them had participated in hunting in Nantian Mountain. Such power was almost comparable to the impact of the Golden Wolf Court's 800,000 cavalry.

Huhuhu~~~

In front of the mountain village, the air currents roared, and the strong wind was fierce. The big man stood alone. The gray robe spread for several miles with the surging true energy, and the momentum was as majestic as the mountains.

Countless beasts were shattered into blood and mud by its extremely fierce palm force, and a wall of flesh and blood was piled up. Finally, accompanied by shrill screams, the tide of thousands of beasts dispersed away.

They bypassed the mountain village and then fled into the distance.

After a long time, the big man turned around with a solemn expression:

"Elder Wang, Elder Fang, Elder He, how are the conditions in the direction you came from?"

Some villagers looked up and saw clearly the appearance of the big man. He was dressed in gray robes, with his head raised nine feet high. He had long hands and feet, thick eyebrows and big eyes, a high nose and a wide mouth. His eyes were deep, like the depth of a lake, but they were shining brightly. Such light.

"The situation is not optimistic."

The man called Elder Wang took two steps forward and his face darkened:

"Dozens of nearby villages were basically flattened. Although the young women and children in the village escaped by hiding in cellars, they had no food rations and no roof to cover themselves. I'm afraid."

Some other Beggar Clan masters also had gloomy expressions on their faces as they looked at the mess all around.

Coming from poor families, they certainly know what it means for these people who can barely make ends meet if all their fields are destroyed before the end of the year.

Wang Jianglong looked at the mountains with billowing smoke in the distance, and a look of solemnity appeared on his face:

"Set fire to the mountain, you deserve death!"

Liangzhou is mountainous, and most of the mountain people's lives depend on the mountains. Needless to say, the casualties caused by this fire are not to mention. Even if the fire is extinguished, the problems left behind will be huge.

It can be said that there are real corpses everywhere.

"Gang Leader Wang, before I came here, I saw the Qianshan Pass army dispatched. Tens of thousands of troops were slaying the beasts. The city garrisons were also dispatched at the other checkpoints. The beast tide should not spread again."

Elder He sighed softly:

"It's just that those displaced people may not be properly resettled."

"The fire is still spreading, and I'm afraid there will be more and more wild animals."

Fang Changlong shook his head slightly, not optimistic.

The mountains in Liangzhou stretch for tens of thousands of miles, and there are countless wild animals in them. The number of wild animals that escape is probably less than one in ten thousand, and the Liangzhou garrison may still be able to control them.

If the fire spreads again, it may not be able to be controlled.

"Three elders!"

Wang Jianglong glanced at the villagers in the mountain village and then ordered:

"I want to go into the mountains to extinguish the fire, provide disaster relief, and leave the task of culling the beast tide to the three of us. I have sent messages to the commanders in various places. We must use our greatest strength to rescue the victims!"

"yes!"

All three of them looked serious and bowed: "We will live up to the trust of the gang leader!"

"Then Mr. Yun only said that our Beggar Clan hides evil and evil, so I want to show him how our Beggar Clan behaves!"

Wang Jianglong waved his sleeves.

With a lift of his body, he soared into the air, stepping on the air currents and the strong winds like thunder, and headed straight into the burning mountains.

"Gang Leader"

Seeing Wang Jianglong heading straight towards the mountains, the three elders looked at each other with some worry in their hearts.

Wang Jianglong's martial arts was at its peak, and he was impervious to water and fire. If he was just putting out fires, they wouldn't be worried.

But they already knew at this time that the burning of the fire was related to the Red Sun Dharma King. The king descended the dragon to extinguish the fire and left. If they encountered the Red Sun Dharma King, they would be in real danger.

Although Wang Jianglong was tyrannical, the Red Sun Dharma King was an old devil who had not yet become famous before Pang Wanyang.

Once they meet, the outcome is unpredictable.

But just as the king wants to subdue the dragon, no one can persuade him.

The best is like water, and there is no regret when subduing a dragon. In this world, there are only wrong names, but no wrong nicknames.

boom!

boom!

On the top of the mountains, the air currents roared.

A golden eagle that looked like pure gold spread its wings and flew, cutting through the heavy airflow.

The group of people stood on the back of the golden eagle, looking at the mountains where the flames were spreading, with solemn expressions on their faces.

In front of everyone was a middle-aged man with a slender body wearing a golden python robe.

The middle-aged man was extremely handsome, with a three-foot-long beard glowing red under his chin, and his demeanor was graceful and luxurious.

At this time, his sword eyebrows stood up, and there was an evil aura between his eyebrows.

"Master Catcher, according to the message sent by Golden Feather Eagle, after the Red Sun Dharma King set fire to the mountain, he still stayed in the mountain and has not left yet."

A young man in black attire, holding a long black iron stick, with a stern expression bowed and said:

"Is there any fraud in this?"

His name is Xiao Qingguo, and he is a famous catcher in the Six Sects, a master as famous as Xue Chaoyang and Tuoba Chongguang.

Today, it is one of the only remaining famous fisheries.

The other one was Gong Yangyuan standing next to him, dressed like an old farmer.

This Gong Yangyuan was also the oldest person among the six famous arresters of the Six Gates. According to legend, he had hunted down Pang Wanyang decades ago, and even fought with him before he died.

Among the six famous arresters, he is the first.

His status among the six sects is even higher because Catching God is his disciple.

"Set fire to the mountains in the hinterland of Dafeng, and the red sun is rampant here. Yang Lin is so stupid that he wants to join forces with the Six Hell Demon Sect. He is really as stupid as a pig!"

The voice of the catcher was cold, and his words were filled with a strong murderous aura that could not be dispersed by the strong winds roaring thousands of feet above:

"When I go back this time, Yang Lin must give me an explanation!"

His words were sharp, and his will spread in the sky like substance, making the other arresters tremble in their hearts.

Compared with Jin Yiwei Yang Lin, Dongchang Cao Tiangang, and Qin Tianjian Han Changgong, the God of Hunting is the real God of Killing.

In the past few decades, he has cut down mountains and destroyed countless sects, and not only 10,000 but also 8,000 martial arts masters have died under his hands. He is a truly vicious figure who can stop children from crying at night.

"This is not the time to seek blame."

Gong Yangyuan said slowly:

"After all, Feng Qingxuan is the Holy Son of the Six Hell Demon Sect. It is inevitable for the Holy Son to go crazy if he dies. I am already a little surprised that Pang Wanyang did not come in person.

It seems that he has received a letter of challenge from the old bald donkey. "

At this moment, he was the only one who dared to speak to the Catcher like this.

"That Feng Qingxuan deserved to be killed because he was not good at learning and art. This Six Hell Demon Sect is incapable of revenge, burning mountains and driving away beasts, but it is hateful and ridiculous."

The Catcher turned around, bowed slightly and said:

"Teacher, why do you need to come with me this time? The Red Sun has been famous for a long time. Once the war breaks out, my disciples may not be able to protect you."

"I'm not too old to move, so why do I need you to protect me?"

Gong Yangyuan didn't take this trick, and his expression was rather cold:

"Then Yun Haitian can compete with Wang Jianglong, but am I afraid of the Red Sun Dharma King?"

Hearing his rude words, the other catchers kept their eyes and noses open and kept silent.

The relationship between master and disciple is very strange.

The Gongyang became famous at a young age, and the weak crown has already matured. He was once the successor of the old catcher, but he didn't expect that he would be overtaken by his apprentice, which inevitably made him feel unhappy.

"Wang Jianglong has been friends with Yun Haitian for many years. Although they are hostile, does Wang Jianglong have murderous intentions? The strength of the Red Sun Dharma King is still higher than Wang Jianglong, you..."

The catcher wanted to say more, but saw that the old man looked bad, so he stopped talking.

He looked at the other arresters, especially the newly promoted arresters.

Originally, there were only six famous capturers in the six sects, but that didn't mean that there were only six Qi masters in the six sects. On the contrary, as he conquered the mountains and destroyed the sect, masters who took refuge with him abounded.

Not long after Xue Chaoyang's death, he promoted several new famous arrests.

"Later, you just have to prevent the fire from spreading, especially don't let the fire spread to Zhongzhou. If it burns the king's paddock, you will come to see me!"

"yes!"

Everyone looked serious and everyone agreed.

Even Gong Yangyuan didn't dare to disobey the official order from the Catcher God.

Roar~~~

Gradually, everyone heard the roaring sound like thunder rolling in from the clouds in the distance.

"fall!"

Catcher's eyes turned cold, and the golden eagle sitting below let out a soft cry, and then swooped down, heading straight for the burning mountains to land.

It had only fallen a few hundred feet, and everyone could already feel the billowing heat coming towards their faces.

The mountains and forests that had been burning for several days were so high that they all changed slightly. Fortunately, after the Qi veins were condensed, they were not afraid of water and fire. If they were ordinary people, they would soon die under such high temperatures.

Huhu~

When they were still more than a hundred feet away from the mountain forest, all the heads on the golden eagle stepped forward in unison, like flying eagles, towards the edge of the burning mountain forest.

Then, the golden eagle pulled up and roared towards the clouds again.

Everyone looked up to the sky and saw a house-sized head protruding from the clouds.

Then, the extremely ferocious dragon, which was more than ten feet long and pulled the scorching air current, pounced down from the sky.

"Liu Yanchang, do you think you can catch up with me just by borrowing the Golden Eagle King from Hanchang Palace?"

Between the two horns of the dragon's head, the Red Sun Dharma King stood with his hands behind his back. The turbulent air flow roared across the sky but did not lift the bamboo hat on his head.

The words rumbled like thunder.

It seemed as if a big sun suddenly lit up in the sky, and then, like a shooting star, it crashed down:

"But I am still thinking about it. I want to take a look and see if you are worthy of the title of God Catcher!"

The second chapter is here, let’s continue writing the third chapter.